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Leo was exhausted, three hours into a late-night coding session, when his roommate’s forgotten delivery arrived. A greasy bag from "Knock Knock Chicken" — the new place that promised "heat so good, it knocks on heaven’s door." He grabbed a random sauce packet, squinted at the label, and texted his best friend Mia: “Trying the knock knock hot. Wish me luck.”

She turned, eyebrows raised. “Who’s there?” knock knock hot

He didn’t notice the missing ‘C’. Hit send. Tossed his phone on the couch. Leo was exhausted, three hours into a late-night

“I hate you.”